Auspicious clouds were floating, and Chen Sheng and others returned, grand and upright, like immortals returning to Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

For a moment, all parties were in an uproar. Disciples of Guangxiu looked up, bowed and praised him. Some even prostrated themselves and worshipped him as if he were a god.

"The mighty power of the ancestor."

"Thank you for your hard work, Grandmaster. You have fought and conquered for my Guangxiu's rise."

"Disciple, I am willing to sacrifice my life for the master."

A series of blazing eyes fell on Chen Sheng and others. These ancestors were really powerful. They raised the status of Guangxiu Xianzong to the peak of ancient and modern times.

"My fellow disciples... practice hard. I will be waiting for you at the end of the road."

Mr. Chen stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the thousands of disciples with a gentle face and without saying much. He had already cleared away all obstacles. As a teacher, the only words he said were to encourage his disciples to practice well and not to waste their youth.

“This glory is ours as well as yours.”

"Guangxiu Xianzong will become stronger and stronger, and the opportunity to achieve Yuanying will come in this era."

Zhou Xian and others are a little younger, and they have big hearts. They hope that during their lifetime, the glory of Guangxiu Xianzong will not only end here, but also give birth to a Yuanying monster.

…

After meeting the disciples outside, Chen Sheng and others came to the quiet courtyard of Zhuxia Mountain, where there was an isolation formation that blocked out all the noise from outside.

"Grandmaster, Guangxiu Daxing, what will be the future path? You have to decide the path."

Zhou Xian felt that the burden on his shoulders was becoming heavier. With such a large territory and so many Dharma lineages all being governed by the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, it was too easy for things to go wrong.

"It's really hard to run a big business."

Chang An sighed.

Although the Guangxiu Immortal Sect can suppress everything, no one wants to see a chaotic border area.

"With more resources, we can train young disciples. As for the other sects in the border areas, we should not kill them all. We can even give them the status of outer sects. After ten or a hundred generations, they will all be considered disciples of our Guangxiu Immortal Sect."

Mr. Chen pondered for a moment, and what he said was all mature and prudent, but the second half of the sentence was quite impressive, as if he was going to melt all the Dharma lines in the world into one.

“This method is feasible.”

Zhou Xian and others thought this was a good decision. The Guangxiu Immortal Sect could leak out some of its resources and skills to absorb the elites from various sects and form a network of relationships.

Thousands of years later, a saying may be circulated in border areas: The Taoism of the world comes from Guangxiou.

"You can use the Daozang of the Jindan level if you can, and see if you can break through to the Yuanying realm."

Mr. Chen cannot look after several generations. The only thing he can do is to seize the present and see that Zhou Xian and the others are still young, so perhaps they can focus on having a baby.

Anyway, the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, which had confiscated the treasuries of all the major immortal sects, now had abundant resources, enough to squander for one or two thousand years.

“It’s too difficult.”

Even someone as carefree as Zhou Xian couldn't help but shake his head. So far, there has never been a Nascent Soul monster in the border area. No matter how confident they are, they have to consider the reality.

"I'm afraid it won't work."

Zhao Mang was even more pessimistic. His golden elixir had been shattered before, and he had experienced a decisive battle, so his life force was severely damaged and he didn't have much time.

Chen Sheng's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face. He smiled and said, "Now that we have pacified the border, how can we treat our meritorious officials unfairly? At the very least, I will extend your life a little longer."

He and Zhao Mang had known each other when they were teenagers. Hundreds of years had passed, and they were still able to fight side by side. It was truly a great fate. He didn't want this old friend to fade away in such a hurry.

"I have no regrets. As long as Qingping Valley can integrate into Guangxiu Xianzong and live in peace, everything will be fine."

Zhao Mang knew that the injury was serious and no medicine could cure it. Besides, he was already old and shouldn't expect to live forever.

If he could see the Qingping Valley lineage take root safely in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, he would pass away without any regrets.

"Zhou Xian, you take care of this matter."

Mr. Chen said seriously.

This sentence has two meanings. One is to let Zhou Xian make an elixir to prolong Zhao Mang's life. A third-rank alchemist will take action and consume many precious medicines. Even if the Taoist injury cannot be healed, he can delay the death.

The second is to let Zhou Xian integrate the people of Qingping Valley into the Guangxiu Immortal Sect so that they can settle down and fulfill Zhao Mang's wish.

"I will follow the orders of the ancestor."

Zhou Xian did not dare to be negligent and took the order and left.

After this discussion, the tone of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect has been set, which is to cultivate geniuses, absorb the elites from various sects in the border areas, and achieve true unification of the border areas.

Zhou Xian and others still need to step forward to control the general direction and eliminate some of the playboys.

Mr. Chen calmed down completely and lived in seclusion in a quiet courtyard on Zhuxia Mountain, overlooking the mountain gate inside and outside.

He discovered that the changes in this world seemed to be changing every moment, and it seemed to be ever-changing.

In silence, he practiced silently, digested the results of the battle, and explored towards the great perfection of the Golden Core Realm.

This kind of life continued until Zhao Mang was critically ill.

"I will open the furnace to refine the elixir for you to prolong your life."

Chen Sheng arrived at Qingping Peak and saw the dying Zhao Mang, sitting on a cushion. Only three or four points of his former demeanor as a Jindan Zhenren remained, and he looked extremely haggard.

He couldn't help but feel emotional. "No need. Living twenty more years is enough."

Zhao Mang was very happy to see Chen Sheng coming, but when it came to prolonging his life, he shook his head and was unwilling to live on.

Twenty years ago, Qingping Valley was integrated into the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and Zhou Xian was ordered to refine a third-level elixir for him. In order to take care of the younger generation, he agreed.

Now, the Qingping Peak lineage has blossomed with vitality within the Guangxiu Immortal Sect. He has no regrets and is unwilling to waste any more precious resources.

"well……"

Mr. Chen hadn't sighed for a long time, but when he learned that Zhao Mang was about to pass away, he couldn't help but sigh.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

He promised.

That night, Zhao Mang and Chen Sheng talked all night, with sighs and great joy, and at dawn, he passed away.

His death caused a huge uproar, but it soon subsided as the Guangxiu Immortal Sect was at its peak, and the death of one or two Golden Core Masters could not affect the overall situation.

The cultivators of Qingping Peak paid tribute to this virtuous ancestor, but did not stop to fight for their own glory in the glorious world.

After this experience, Mr. Chen returned to the courtyard, but his state of mind lacked a touch of calmness and tranquility.

Time passes, the older generation passes away, and the new generation rises, back and forth, repeating and interweaving.

The story about "Master Chen Sheng" on Zhuxia Mountain gradually became a rumor, and only extremely old monks had a deep impression of him.

"Two hundred years of change..."

Chen Sheng woke up from his sitting position again and saw the prosperity of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect. The mountain peaks were surrounded by spiritual mist and the sound of Tao was diffused, which was like a paradise.

The monks coming and going were all handsome and elegant, and even the servants who were working were strong and had light steps.

He looked back and saw a huge border area with Guangxiu Mountain Gate as its end point, where many masters gathered. They were the descendants of various major Dharma lineages who came to pay tribute. They looked at this place as if they were looking at a holy land.

After two hundred years of teaching, the structure of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect has been established, and everything from power to philosophy has been unified.

The spread of Taoism throughout the world became an unstoppable trend and had a far-reaching impact on the development of later generations.

"Whoosh"

He looked at all this in a daze, thought of many things, then stood up and walked slowly down the mountain.

Then, he appeared on an ordinary mountain peak. In front of him were two tombs. The people buried there were also ordinary people. They were just small cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm when they were alive.

One is surnamed Zhou and the other is surnamed Mo.

The two of them could never have imagined that their descendant was very powerful and became a prominent Jindan Zhenren of the time, holding enormous power.

"Without the advice from you two, I wouldn't be able to step into the Medicine House."

These were the two deacons who initially helped him. They used up half their life's connections to arrange a position of "Deacon of Medicine House" for him. It was also there that he came into contact with alchemy and became a master of alchemy.

He always remembered this favor. Zhou Xian and Mo Longyun gave him a lot of guidance before they formed the Dan.

Then.

He came to the side of the medicine house.

There are three tombs standing on a mountain there. It can be seen that people come here to pay homage every year and there is a lot of incense.

"My Taoist enlightenment teacher..."

Mr. Chen was filled with emotion. Master Fei and others had acted as guiding lights in his alchemy career and had passed down their skills to his descendants. After they passed away, he was truly sad for a while.

Among the three families, only Master Ding has bloodline left. Now he is in the medicine house, holding some power and leading a good life.

He stayed for a while and left again. He visited the graves of Fu Yunzi, Shang Qu, Zhou Yi, Lao Changtou, Dafu, Kuang Mengting, Cai Guling and others one after another. Finally, he was alone and left silently without anyone to talk to.

Returning to Zhuxia Mountain again, he sat in the quiet courtyard, made up his mind, and called Zhou Xian, Chang An and Mo Longyun.

Soon, three elegant figures came floating over, wearing cloud clothes, with clear eyes, like gods from the lower world.

"Grandmaster, do you have anything to tell me?"

Zhou Xian didn't know why Mr. Chen called these three people over, but he had never met them in all these years, so he seemed very serious.

"I am leaving..."

Mr. Chen said.

"Ancestor? Why don't you want us anymore?"

After these words were spoken, Zhou Xian and the other two became anxious and a little helpless.

All along, it was Chen Sheng who led them forward, cultivated the golden elixir, and swept through all the major immortal sects until now they can overlook the border areas.

This ancestor did not need to take any action. As long as he was there, they felt at peace. But when the news of his sudden departure came, their minds were in turmoil.

"The border is stable. It doesn't matter whether I stay or leave. Qin Lin left because something happened in the Yuanliang Dynasty. There is a secret involved. I must find out."

Mr. Chen explained the reason. The Yuanliang Dynasty was hiding a big secret. No one knew whether Chen Ergou was alive or dead there. Qin Lin had returned and there was no news of him at all.

He had to make the journey, and his return date was uncertain, but it would definitely not be a short time.

"Then we...wait for the master to return."

Since Chen Sheng had made up his mind, Zhou Xian and the other two had no choice but to obey. However, they were bound to feel sad about parting and hoped to see each other again one day.

"good……"

Mr. Chen responded.

He left decisively, without taking much with him. He used the Golden Winged Peng magic to travel across the sky and escape from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, seeming to be in a hurry.

This place carries too many emotions for him. Even though he has made up his mind to leave, he still cannot remain calm. He has to go faster and leave the reluctance behind.

More than half a month later, Mr. Chen calmed down. He was still in the border area, but everything seemed unfamiliar.

After that, he left the borderland at some point and saw numerous sects. He knew that outside the borderland, the world was even more vast, and the overall cultivation level of the cultivators was getting higher and higher.

During this period, he had used the teleportation arrays of some immortal cultivation sects, but had been cheated and taken a detour. After correcting himself, he vaguely knew that he was not far from the Yuanliang Dynasty.

…

There is a high cliff, next to which is a desolate ancient road. A caravan is slowly approaching. The exotic beasts, ox-camels, are pulling goods. They are extremely tall and have amazing endurance.

There were hundreds of cultivators accompanying them, including a Jindan Zhenren, but the atmosphere was not relaxed.

"Uncle Han, how long will it take to reach Fencheng?"

At the lead, a slender girl was riding on a white horse. She was looking at the long ancient road and felt that the journey was very boring.

Her name was Lu Shaoqing, the legitimate daughter of the president of the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce. Because her father was seriously ill and the Chamber of Commerce was in turmoil, she had no choice but to take a large order to transport a batch of spiritual herbs back to Fencheng.

As long as this trip is completed, the situation of Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce will stabilize. When my father recovers from his illness next year, everything will return to its original track.

"We have already traveled most of the way. As long as nothing unexpected happens, we will be able to return to the Chamber of Commerce in three or four days."

The Uncle Han mentioned by the girl is a middle-aged man named Han Fang. He is smart, capable, loyal, and a capable subordinate of the old president. He is also the guard of honor for Lu Shaoqing's trip.

When he mentioned the word "accident", the solemnity in his eyes could not be concealed, but he knew the crisis that Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce was facing this time.

It is very strange that the old president fell seriously ill without any notice.

The attitude of the Lord of the Burning City is obscure and difficult to describe, and may be hiding murderous intentions.

And this big fire-fighting order came at just the right time. If it weren't for the turmoil in the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce and the confusion among the people, he would not have agreed to let Lu Shaoqing take on the task.

“Woo…”

Suddenly, a bizarre beast roar resounded on the desolate ancient road. A tall and strange beast, leading twenty of its own kind, set its sights on the caravan.

Their eyes are as green as water, their fangs are ferocious, and most importantly, their aura is fierce. The leading beast has already touched the Golden Core Realm.

"Why are there stone wolves?"

Han Fang felt more and more uneasy. He had walked this ancient road dozens of times, but had never heard of a pack of stone wolves lurking there.

“Puff…”

In an instant, the caravan suffered casualties.

The Stone Wolf King led his fellow tribesmen in a swoop, and the thick-skinned and thick-fleshed ox-camels were covered in blood. The supplies on their backs fell off, revealing one or two spiritual herbs.

They devoured it with big gulps, the green light in their eyes became increasingly intense, and the murderous intent in their bodies could no longer be controlled.

"Protect the spiritual herbs!"

Fang Han shouted and rushed out, his eyes like lightning, locking onto the Stone Wolf King, and chopped him with one hand, showing the strength of a Golden Core, without mercy.

The Stone Wolf King slapped out with one claw, with utmost ferocity. The afterimages left behind were like moonlight, carrying a fierce murderous intent.

“Crack…”

The moment of contact, the Stone Wolf King's claws broke immediately, and his majestic posture was damaged.

"puff"

Han Fang attacked aggressively. For the safety of the caravan and the goods, he had to eliminate all unstable factors as soon as possible.

He punched out, and the body of the Stone Wolf King flew out, like a small mountain, and smashed to the ground, shaking in all directions, and a large amount of blood gushed out from its ferocious mouth.

at the same time……

Some monks in the caravan were bitten to death by the stone wolves, with blood splattering everywhere and the smell of blood spreading in all directions.

“Damn it…”

In Han Fang's peripheral vision, he saw a guard die tragically. Rage boiled in his chest. The golden elixir in his body began to turn, and surging magic power filled his whole body. He grabbed with one hand, as fierce as a diamond, as if he wanted to capture a dragon and a tiger.

The Stone Wolf King fought hard, but was still hit on the head by a palm, causing his skull to explode and his spirit to wither.

After it died.

The few remaining stone wolves didn't dare to fight anymore. They let out a wail, left their corpses on the ground, and then disappeared.

"Uncle Han, it's solved."

Lu Shaoqing is weak, but at the critical moment, he has tenacity and courage. At this moment, his body is covered in blood and he is holding two swords, obviously he has just exerted his strength.

As if he hadn't heard anything, Han Fang turned around, stepped over the corpses, and came to a spacious and comfortable vehicle. He said in a serious tone, "Master Xiangyu, why don't you take action?"

(End of this chapter)